North end of the Room

You seem to be in the north end of a spaceous room, its high vaulted ceiling lit by plain-looking fluorescent lights. To the east of the room is a strange, tubelike structure, sort of an overgrown piece of macaroni. To the south of the room, attached to the wall, is a colorful panel. At the middle of the room, there seems to be some sort of shiny thing in the floor. To the west is the ugly neon light.

Here, on the north wall, is a pearly, translucent door, through which glints of green and greenish light come flickering through. You can't open it, even though you try. But there appears to be a little opening here, near the floor, maybe just big enough for a small rat.

Oh, no! That huge, ugly green thing seems to have taken a shortcut here and is awaitng you. In the last moments, as its tongue wraps around you, you realize that it's a humungous frog ... and well, you're a fly.

The last thing you hear is a little voice in your ear: "Thank you for play testing the beta version of our cybertransformation system!"

The next moment, there is nothing but empty peace, empty calm. With no end.

Exit back to my homepage.